When cycling through the fields, mostly strawberry and asparagus, I was bowled over this May with the scent of strawberries in the air. You would come around a corner and it hit you: STRAWBERRIES. Definitely more than a whiff. But it lingered and I could keep smelling a faint strawberry scent for hours afterwards. And now, with summer gone I just need the slightest whiff of a single strawberry and I am back in the fields thinking of the quote “Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did” (by Dr William Boteler, quoted via Roger Williams – or possibly somebody else).

Linked to the Ragtag Daily Quote: Whiff.